Naveed Akram Poems

In the profuse literature a sloth has appeared
To dazzle the brilliant minds with laziness;
Inside this island of reception is a doubtful language,
Many minds barge and charge towards the ships
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The book is a plaque for the unread, dispositions
Rely on the place it occupies with streaming gases;
This object or item of luxury resigns for the items
Opening their front door, like a cat has entered.
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A gesture of irritation came out of gesturing,
My broken voice was a malady for the downcast;
Pointing to the other voice we heartedly sought
A fictional promise so like the Alexandria
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Smoke the natation of a man who is plain,
The swimming is rapid for a man of his size,
For he is adult, difficult and one result
Of the game of desire and life itself.
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Soldiers are in operation, all-through,
Like a war so bound to disbelieve in wars.
Unmistakable are the immaculate generals
To thinkers and to philosophers and guests.
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A dullard fuels my coffin and everything,
Palatial winds solidify as they swiftly pass;
It is paramount key to knowledge, the wisdom
Of all that sustains the shreds of evidence.
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You harrow my feelings like a log,
It is on flames, and entering the sweetness.
Describe the clatter and clang of tools
And find me a world of dangerous smoke.
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A draping rope is attached to my skull,
Inside is the whole realm of a wrong.
It is explanatory, selfish of me to deny,
That the noose is eloquent in talking.
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Those are the best wishes given to me,
An acculturation takes place for the sight;
Difficulty and dignity are rapid and dirty,
One is a craftsman, a crayon to be bought bright.
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